Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

Having just escaped the polluted illusion, Claire decided not to rush into reading more books about sea creature potions, but instead to search for information on blueprint materials.

After searching, he discovered that deep-sea coral heart, fish spirit spine, and primordial tidal essence are well-known specialties of the Blue Ocean world, and can all be purchased in the workshop's shop.

With the added discounts offered by Elena, it's not difficult to make some extra money and pay in full.

However, the "stomach pouch of the giant shovel turtle" and the "gland of the giant mouth fish" are a bit troublesome.

He searched around and only found two sentences:

The Great Shovel Turtle is a large, docile sea turtle that feeds on minerals. It typically inhabits underwater volcanoes or seabeds rich in metallic mineral veins.

"The giant mouth fish can secrete a special toxin from its lower jaw to paralyze its prey. It is mainly distributed in fault zones where shallow and deep seas meet, and often appears near shipwrecks."

Clearly, these two creatures were too ordinary, perhaps not even low-level magical beasts, and no one was interested in them.

Even these two sentences may have been copied from the sea creatures.

This means that if Claire wants to obtain these two materials, she has to collect them herself.

"I need to go to the Blue Ocean Realm. I wonder how Ula is doing."

After leaving the Blue Ocean Realm, he completely lost contact with Ula and had no idea what was happening there.

However, Ula is a low-level sea creature, and with the added benefit of waste liquid, as long as he is not disturbed, he should be able to advance to the level of a beginner apprentice very soon.

After a moment of distraction, Claire quickly refocused and continued reading.

Time slips away quietly.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Claire had just closed a book when she felt a heavy pat on the shoulder.

"Good heavens! Claire, you really are here."

Claire looked up blankly, her eyes glazed over for a while before she could make out the familiar face in front of her.

It's Rhodes.

At this moment, this usually carefree fellow was dressed in a neat apprentice robe, with a notebook tucked between his fingers, and even exuded a faint fragrance.

"Rhodes?" Claire felt a sandstorm in her throat. "What are you doing here?"

"Why am I here? I'd like to ask you what you've been up to these past few days!"

Rhodes looked Claire up and down with a strange expression, then covered his nose and took a half-step back.

"If I didn't know you were in the library, I would have thought you'd been kidnapped by some dark wizard!"

"Look at the way you look, tsk tsk, who was it that complained about me being sloppy before?"

Claire looked down at herself.

His long, wrinkled robe was covered in dust and unidentified stains, and his fingers were stained with ink; he looked quite disheveled.

He touched his chin, the prickly stubble making him realize that time might be passing longer than he had imagined.

"How many days has passed?"

"Six whole days!" Rhodes held out his hand and waved it in front of him. "You're not going to tell me you spent six days in the library, are you?"

"Six days..." Claire rubbed her throbbing temples. "Has it been that long?"

"Yeah! Professor Heller's second Introductory Potions class starts in an hour! You made such a splash in the first class, are you planning to skip the second one?"

Rod looked at him with disappointment and frustration:

"And I really don't understand you. Why not use the top-notch meditation room provided by Miss Elena and instead stay here gnawing on these moldy old books? Do you think reading will increase your mental strength?"

Claire stood up, stretched her stiff joints, and her bones cracked and popped.

"I found what I needed, it's very important to me, and it won't interfere with the bet."

"You'd better be." Rhodes rolled his eyes, then his expression turned serious. "By the way, I have some bad news for you."

"What?"

Julian took a mental ability test yesterday.

"oh."

"What kind of attitude is that! Do you know how unfavorable the situation is for you right now?"

"I would like to hear the details."

"I really don't understand you," Rhodes rolled his eyes again. "According to the senior apprentice in charge of the testing, his mental strength is already very close to the critical point."

"At the current rate of growth, that senior apprentice asserted that Julian could attempt to advance to intermediate apprenticeship within a month at the earliest."

"One month..." Claire mused.

"But in my opinion, this is definitely a smokescreen that guy deliberately put out!" Rhodes said. "He conducted a test and then made the results public. He's definitely trying to confuse you and make you panic!"

"Claire, don't let him intimidate you. Although he is indeed exceptionally talented, you are only one step away from becoming a mid-level apprentice."

"As long as you persist in practicing diligently in Miss Elena's meditation room, you'll definitely advance before him!"

Seeing Rhodes's even more anxious expression than her own, Claire couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." He patted Rod on the shoulder. "Go to class and see how smug our young master Julianne is."

"Don't touch me! Go take a shower first!"

……

……

Claire and Rod entered the classroom.

The atmosphere here has subtly changed compared to a week ago.

The well-dressed apprentices still gathered in small groups, chatting and laughing.

But the look they gave Claire was less of a simple disdain and more of a mocking and expectant anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.

"Look, our genius has finally emerged from the pile of moldy old books."

A sharp voice drowned out the whispers in the classroom.

Julian Charles was sitting by the window, fiddling with a fluorescent glass test tube, looking at Claire from a distance.

Today, he specially changed into a gorgeous robe embroidered with dark gold patterns, making him look very spirited.

As soon as Julian finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted around him.

"I think he knew he couldn't win, so he gave up on himself."

"I heard he spent seven days straight in the library, without sleep. Could he be looking for some fairy tale about sudden enlightenment and advancement to intermediate apprenticeship?"

"Even fairy tales wouldn't dare write something like this, hahaha!"

Rhodes' face flushed red as he listened to these harsh taunts. He was about to rush forward to argue when Claire stopped him.

"The extract of stargrass juice has a purity of about 85%," Claire said.

Julian was taken aback, then sneered, "You have a good eye. This is something I casually made during my practice yesterday."

"But for a beginner like you who's still playing block games, you probably haven't even learned how to hold the Spirit-Slaying Blade yet, have you?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't show off such a flawed product with impurities. If the Starlight Grass's juice is exposed to air for more than three minutes, and its activity cannot be sealed with mental power, a barely perceptible flocculent sediment will appear at the bottom."

Claire pointed to the bottom of the test tube in Julian's hand: "Look there, it's already cloudy."